Oh... I'Ll Get Over It... I Guess!

Your love
turned out to be

a big old nasty
evil looking fish

about to eat
little old tasty me.


So, I did what
Any self respecting sea slug
would do in that situation.

I split
myself open
ejected 94%
of my intestines
at you

and for good measure my respiratory organs
Oh and a gonad or two.

while you feasted
on my ejected insides

I quickly
made good my escape

Growing quietly
(a little sadly)
but amazingly

the missing bits

Oh, it took sometime mind...
(and I was never myself again)
but hey what does that matter...it was better
than being eaten up

by the big old nasty evil looking fish your love turned out to be.

by Dónall Dempsey

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